Intense charcoal eyes stared down at her pink tinged face before roaming towards her exposed neck and chest. His grip on her wrists tightened as she arched up, forcing the cloth to fall from her flushed skin and revealing her pert breasts. Almost instantly his lips came smashing down onto hers, the hot, rough flesh molding to her much softer skin.
His fingers deftly move to tangle his fingers with hers as he kisses her with an intensity she had only dreamed of. Closing her eyes she parted her lips at the gentle prodding of his tongue, purring with pleasure once he invaded her. His scent was overwhelming, shrouding her with heat as she squeezed his hands. Those lips slowly left hers, only to begin peppering kisses along her cheek and finally down to her neck. Once there, he began to nip and suck at the skin, eliciting moans from his wife.
"Heph.." She breathed, arching to rub her chest against his.
At the sound of her voice his eyes snapped open. Releasing his grip, Hephaestus instantly jerked back, a hand clasped over his mouth in horror. Aphrodite slowly pushed herself onto her elbows, staring up at him. His eyes refused to meet hers.
"Heph?" She reached out to him, her fingertips grazing the skin of his arm.
Flinching away from her touch, he scrambled off of the bed and rushed out the door. The goddess of love slowly touched her lips. That was the first time he had looked upon his wife with want.